Who Owns Who?

I have been home all day not feeling the best. I am beginning to think the dogs actually own me, especially Lola. Lola, the cute little black pug, has had me up and down all day long putting her in and out. It's not that she goes out to potty. Nope she goes out to eat stuff, like rocks and whatever else she can find. She decides when we will play and when we will stop playing. She is even sitting on my shoulder, like a parrot, as I type this. I clean up after her, I feed her, I entertain her. Yes, I believe it's true, she owns me. When did this happen? I thought I bought her.